Oh forgot to let you all know, not that anyone cares. But we got Luicsa's ashes back yesterday. They came in a very small box that is kind of sweet. Now they want to put a label on it and then I have no idea where they are going to put her then.

This is Bubba as you can see he is a clown.

Him and his buddy Skip came to live with us at the beginning of the summer. After thier owner past away, and his wife had to go to live in a care center.

Thanks to them, they have save us. Back in 2009 when we lost Wolfie,

she had lived with us for 10 years. There was not a place this girl did not go. She trusted us and never question anything that we did. Dad had gotten her for me after my Doberman Prince had been killed by a hit and run, call her husband, "I think I may have hit something," in front of all the school kids heading for school....Never mind I am getting off track. After her death Robert found Luicsa.

She was everything to him and never left his side. So he took it much harder then I did when she past last month. After everything we had been though with her, being allergic to bees then getting lost up at Thistle for three days. I still think she fell in the river and got washed away.

 To lose her to something like epilepsy, as fast as it took her. Was one of life's cruel jokes. With in 48 hours she became some thing that none of us knew. The Vet wouldn't even let any of us near her for fear of what she could do.

Now tell me, dose this look like a face of someone who would hurt us? Not to me, but it could have happened.; She didn't know who any of us where.

So now we have Bubba and Skip, and I thank god everyday that they are here. Some times I think they are all that holds me together.